Fast forward to the day after my in-laws return from their vacation and I get a phone call from my mother checking in on the dog:
Mom: How is Misha?
Me: She is good.
Mom: Did she remember her real mommy and daddy?
Me: Yes. She was excited to see them.
Mom: Awe.. did she miss us?
Me: I dunno. I can't say.
Mom: Awe... dad misses her.
Me: I think YOU miss her.
Mom: Yeah I do... I miss her growling face and her begging.
Me: See I told you you would love her.
Mom: I know!
My sister in the background: Yesterday mom was like "STUPID ERIN! SHE SAID WE WOULD LOVE THAT DOG AND WE DID!"
Here is a picture of the puppy Misha in her Santa hat!